His obsession
* he said without looking up, dismissive as ever.
*"It's important,"* I insisted. *"Mr. Cole needs her. She'll be occupied for the day."*
He finally looked at me then, unimpressed.
*"Oh yeah? Mr. Cole has no business with Diana. You can chat during lunch break. Right now, she's helping me. Please leave."*
I glanced at Diana. She gave me a tight smile that didn't reach her eyes. We both hated her boss. He was cranky, perpetually irritated, like a man who argued with someone every morning and came to the office to distribute the leftover bad mood.
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